NovelEnglishChapter 1018 “Never mind. Let's go after Liberty. What line of business is she in?” “F&B, breakfast place.” “Oh, right. A breakfast diner. We can have free breakfast at her place then.” After finding out that Liberty was starting a new business, Old Mr. Hunt ran his mouth about Liberty and her refusal to lend a million to his grandson to get back on his feet. If that was not enough, Old Mr. Hunt shot off at his dead son, Scott, for having two disloyal daughters. Serenity and Liberty would be the death of Old Mr. Hunt.
Old Mr. Hunt returned to the car, urging his sons and grandsons to freeload off Liberty’s new diner.
They could enjoy meals at Liberty's place whenever they cto the city. It was not like Liberty could do anything if they refused to pay. They were family after all! Old Mr. Hunt brought his sons and grandsons to Liberty's breakfast diner, only to find the place shut.
Seeing that the place was not open for business, he stayed in the car and chided, “Where the hell are these brats? None of them are operating. They might as well give you the business since they're not up for the work.” Mike and the others found it odd.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was normal for Serenity’s bookstore not to be open on the weekend, but Liberty was a different story.
Where did the sisters go? Serenity and Liberty had no idea that their money—hungry relatives were looking for them.
They spent over an hour getting to their hometown. The heavy traffic on the road prolonged the journey.
Looking at their parents‘ hfrom afar, Serenity and Liberty were lost in nostalgia. They recalled the family of four’s happy times when Scott and Lisa were still around.
Zachary brought his security detail along, and so did Mrs. Stone.
Since everybody was keeping an eye out for any dispute, it was the safer option to be surrounded by security.
Not a lot of cars could be parked on the driveway, so sof the vehicles were moved to the town square.
Serenity could hear her grandmom'’s yelling when she got out of the car.
“Don’t dump it here. This is my grandson's house. How can you say that the house belongs to those b* tches? Move your car right now and take away the bricks and gravel along with you!” Serenity had made prior arrangements with the truck drivers to move truckloads of bricks, gravel, and sand to her parents‘ home.
Now that the truck drivers were here, Old Mrs. Hunt was stopping them from dumping the construction materials in front of her gate.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOld Mrs. Hunt did not hold back on the profanity when she found out Serenity was behind this.
Known to have a nasty attitude in town, Old Mrs. Hunt could shout loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear.
Her daughter-in-law and other grandsons heard the commotion and cto take a stand with Old Mrs. Hunt.
Old Mrs. Hunt's voice attracted other nosy neighbors out of their houses. They asked around and approached Serenity’s family home, trying to get to the bottom of things.
“Are Serenity and Liberty back to redo the house?” “Mrs. Deli would know. We should ask her.” “I heard they're back to rebuild their parents‘ house. The girls have found their feet, so they cback to take back the house.” Serenity’s hwas built on spacious land, but the land did not centirely from Old Mr. Hunt. Old Mr. and Mrs. Hunt played favorites, and for the least favorite son, they split a measly 400 sq ft to Serenity’s father.
Scott and Lisa bought the wasteland from others and switched farmland with neighbors to make up for the land the family owned now.
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